Monday, November 30, 2015

FULL TEXT: Troy, Oct. 21.- The extraordinary case of Retta
McCabe, a beautiful blue-eyed, golden-haired child of four years, who has
pronounced suicidal and homicidal tendencies, has puzzled the medical
fraternity of Troy and vicinity.

The child is a female Jekyll and Hyde. From a pretty,
smiling child with laughing eyes and dancing dimples she is transformed in an
instant into an uncontrollable little demon. An amazing look of demonical
malevolence creeps into her straining orbs, her mouth grows tense and white,
her little forehead corrugates itself into a mass of ugly wrinkles and her face
is thrust forward with a most repulsive leer. Her clinched hands impotently beat
the air and her entire manner resembles that of a wild beast about to spring
upon its prey.

While in this mood she fatally injured her infant brother
several weeks ago. She seized the helpless babe and hurled it to the floor with
stunning force. Then this wicked little creature sprang upon tho babe and beat
it with all her might. The infant died a week later. And when Retta heard that
her baby brother was asleep to wake no more she chuckled.

Yesterday afternoon this strange child was found at the
Union Station, many blocks from her home. She insisted upon sitting upon the
railroad tracks in front of approaching trains. Passengers waiting in the
station saw her peril and several women nearly fainted. The child was dragged
from the track. She screamed, bit and fought. The policeman who held her in his
arms had to put her down more than once for fear she would seriously disfigure
his face.

At the Second Precinct Station-House it was found necessary
to place the child in a cell. Behind the massive iron bars she raved and tore
madly at her beautiful blond locks.

In a short time the paroxysm of rage passed away and she
became a sunny little creature, although, it must be confessed, rather dirty
and dishevelled. But her blue eyes beamed with good-nature, a sweet smile
curved, her red lips and she was a cooing, joyous creature. A brawny policeman
started to take her to the headquarters of the Humane Society, on Fourth
street. No sooner was she in the street again than she burst into another
violent passion. Whenever she saw a burnt match-stick lying on the sidewalk
she darted toward it with strange eagerness. When she reached the society her
little hands were full of match-sticks.

She had not been in the custody of the society very long
before she manifested remarkable acrobatic abilities. She climbed upon a chair
and threw herself to the floor, alighting upon her hands. She turned
handsprings all about the floor with amazing rapidity and skill. Her
performances astonished the matron and other officials of the society. They
could not understand her. She was the greatest freak of a child that had ever
come to their notice.

When the child regained her feet after turning a second
series of flip-flaps she ran against a door with a force that knocked her down.
When the matron went to the child’s assistance and tried to quiet her little
Retta turned upon the well-meaning woman and bit her arm savagely. The child
broke away from the matron’s grasp and rushed at several children who stood
near by and who were too astonished to move. Had not the matron seized the
McCabe girl it is almost certain that the children would have suffered injury.

To-day the McCabe child was taken to her home, at Madison
and Fifth avenues, in the southern portion of the city. It is not likely that
her parents will be able to keep her as she has terrorized all the children in
that locality.

One of little Retta’s favorite amusements is to catch
children of her own age and stuff buttons and beans into their ears and
nostrils.

What to do with the child is a difficult problem for the
Humane Society, as Retta is too young to be sent to the Syracuse Institution
for Feeble-Minded Children. No children younger than seven years are received
there.

FULL TEXT: Staunton, Va., Oct 24. – Anna Peters, a negro
girl about nine years old was before Magistrate N. L. Wehn this morning
charged with killing her infant sister on Monday last and was sent to the
house or correction, she being too young young to be held for the grand jury.

It seems seems that the baby who was not more than a year
old was crying. Anna did not like the noise and she threw the child down the
steps two or three times times and not being satisfied with this she took
a bed slat and struck the little tot over the head killing it almost instantly.

The baby was buried the same night near the home or Susan
Dudley a sister of the girl's mother where they had all been staying. Yesterday
the jailer Magistrate Wehn and Dr. J. Catlett exhumed exhumed the body and
brought the guilty parties before the magistrate.

FULL TEXT: Manistee, Mich., October 13. – This place is
terribly excited over disclosures made public to-day by the authorities, the
facts for some reason having been suppressed. The family of James Henderson are
well-known and respected people. There have been whisperings for some time past
about the singular conduct of Miss Minnie Demorse, the adopted daughter
of the Hendersons, but on account of the prominence of the family actions which
in others would excite attention have been passed by with only a shrug of the
shoulders. A mild sensation was caused last Tuesday by the arrest of Miss
Demorse on the ostensible charge of larceny.

The real sensation did not come to light until to-day, when
it was stated that she was charged with cruelty not much less than that of
Jesse Pomeroy. It is asserted that she tortured the infant child of Mr.
Henderson because she did not want to wait upon it, and she has confessed to
smothering the baby because it cried when she tortured it. She has also
confessed to setting the house on fire five different times lately in the hopes
of burning up the family. To this end not long ago she poisoned the cow,
thinking the milk would kill the family before the cow died, and thus two birds
would be slain, for she says she hated the bovine. Miss Demorse 18 years
old, and was adopted 13 years ago.

FULL TEXT: Adeline Hamilton, a colored girl aged fourteen
years, was arrested and locked up at Wilmington, Del., yesterday morning, on
the charge of deliberately burning the feet of Solomon Adams, a colored baby
about a year old. The injuries inflicted by the colored girl resulted in the
child’s death. The burning took place about two weeks ago, during the absence
of the child’s mother, when the girl was left in charge of the infant. The baby
becoming cross and fretful, the girl held its bare feet against a red hot
stove, burning the flesh to a cinder clear to the bone. Mortification set in,
and the child died Saturday. A warrant was obtained for the fiendish girl’s
arrest and she was taken into custody this morning, and will be given a hearing
this evening. It is thought that the girl is slightly demented.

Sunday, November 29, 2015

FULL TEXT: Wheeling W. Va., April 11. – The youngest
murderess in the history of this state is the 3-year-old daughter of Michael
Ziapasa, of Benwood, who so badly wounded a 2-months-old baby of a neighbor,
Edward Schepech, that it died.

In the absence of the baby’s mother, the Ziapasa child
attacked it with a butcher knife, cutting off its nose, stabbing it in the
breast in many places and almost severing its arm.

FULL TEXT: Lille, France, Dec. 3. – A great sensation has
been caused at Armentieres, a town nine miles north of here, by an awful crime
committed by one child eight years old upon another of two years. Valentine
Dilly, daughter of a poverty-stricken peasant, saw a baby girl in the street
with a piece of cake in hand. She tried to take it away.The baby resisted, so the Dilly girl dragged
the little tot into the house, put her in a truck and then stabbed her a dozen
times with a shoemaker’s knife, making fearful wounds in her stomach.

“If only I could kill you again, I promise I’d make you
suffer more this time. … Your terrified screams turn me on.”

• “I am a killer. Killing is my business - and business is
good.”

• “ I was born to be a murderer. Killing for me is a mass
turn-on and it just makes me so high I never want to come down. Every night I
see the Devil in my dreams - sometimes even in my mirror, but I realise it was
just me.”

• In 1996 Carr wrote: “I bring the knife into her chest. Her
eyes are closing. She is pleading with me so I bring the knife to her again and
again. I don’t want to hurt her but I need to do violence to her ... I need to
overcome her beauty, her serenity, her security. There I see her face when she
died. I know she feels her life being slowly drawn from her and I hear her
gasp. I guess she was trying to breathe. The air stops in the back of her
throat. I know all her life her breathing has worked, but it does not now. And
I am joyful.”

While in prison Carr attacked other prisoners and staff on
multiple occasions.

On March 25, 1997, Carr was sentenced to life imprisonment.
On December 10, 2003, the sentence was reduced to 12 years.

Thursday, November 26, 2015

FULL TEXT: Berlin, July 9. – [. . . ] An atrocious murder was committed
here today by a girl of about 12 years. The child coaxed another little girl of
about 4 years to the fourth story of a house, robbed the little one of her
earrings, and then threw her out of the window. The poor creature was killed
by the terrible fall. The youthful murderess confessed her guilt, giving us the
reason for the deed that she wanted to possess the little girl’s earrings.

FULL TEXT: The trial has just concluded at Berlin of a
little girl of 12, named Schneider, who was sentenced to eight years’
imprisonment for deliberately and knowingly causing the death of an infant
playmate, aged three and a half. The details of the trial were most revolting,
and bore out the opinion of an expert in medical jurisprudence that be had
never heard of such an instance of human depravity m any criminal so young. Coveting the earrings of her playmate,
which she meant to sell for sweetmeats, this little girl Schneider decoyed her
victim up several flights of stairs, secured the trinkets, and then pushed
their owner out of an open window. Schneider’s answer to the judge on questions
of religion, law, morality, death, and life showed that she was perfectly
conscious of the nature and consequences of her deliberate crime.

EXCERPT: I will now give, in some detail, the history of a
more decisive and significant example of this same moral insensibility. It is
in a child, and I take it from German records. Marie Schneider, a school-girl,
twelve years of age, was brought before the Berlin Criminal Court in 1886. She
was well developed for her age, of ordinary facial expression, not pretty, nor
yet ugly. Her head was round, the forehead receding slightly, the nose rather
small, the eyes brown and lively, the smooth, rather fair hair combed back.

With an intellectual clearness and precision very remarkable
for her age, she answered all the searching questions put by the President of
the Court without hesitation or shrinking. There was not the slightest trace of
any inner emotion or deep excitement. She spoke in the same quiet equable tone
in which a school-girl speaks to her teacher or repeats her lesson. And when
the questions put to her became of so serious a character that the judge
himself involuntarily altered his voice and tone, the little girl still
remained self-possessed, lucid, childlike. She was by no means bold, but she
knew that she had to answer as when her teacher spoke to her, and what she said
bore the impress of perfect truth, and agreed at every point with the evidence
already placed before the court. Her statement was substantially as follows:—

“My name is Marie Schneider. I was born on the 1st of May
1874, in Berlin. My father died long ago, I do not know when; I never knew him.
My mother is still living; she is a machinist. I also have a younger brother. I
lost a sister a year ago. I did not much like her, because she was better than
I, and my mother treated her better. My mother has several times whipped me for
naughtiness, and it is right that I should take away the stick with which she
beat me, and to beat her. I have gone to school since I was six years old. I
have been in the third class for two years. I stayed there from idleness. I
have been taught reading, writing, arithmetic, geography, and history, and also
religion. I know the ten commandments. I know the sixth: it is, ‘Thou shalt not
kill.’ I have some playfellows at school and in the neighbourhood, and I am
often with a young lady [believed to be of immoral life] who is twenty years
old andlives in the same house. She has told me
about her childhood, and that she was just as naughty as I am, and that she
struck the teacher who was going to punish her. Some time ago, in playing in
the yard, I came behind a child, held his eyes, and asked him who I was. I
pressed my thumbs deep in his eyes, so that he cried out and had inflamed eyes.
I knew that I hurt him, and, in spite of his crying, I did not let go until I
was made to. It did not give me special pleasure, but I have not felt sorry.
When I was a little child I have stuck forks in the eyes of rabbits, and
afterwards slit open the belly. At least so my mother has often said; I do not
remember it. I know that Conrad murdered his wife and children, and that his
head was cut off. I have heard my aunt read the newspapers. I am very fond of
sweets, and have several times tried to get money to buy myself sweets. I told
people the money was for some one else who had no small change. I know that
that was deceit. I know too what theft is. Any one who kills is a murderer, and
I am a murderess. Murder is punished with death; the murderer is executed; his
head is cut off. My head will not be cut off, because I am still too young. On
the 7th of July my mother sent me on an errand. Then I met little Margarete
Dietrich, who was three and a half years old, and whom I had known since March.
I said to her that she must come with me, and I took her hand. I wanted to take
away her ear-rings. They were little gold ear-rings with a coloured stone. I
did not want the ear-rings for myself, but to sell at a second-hand shop in the
neighbourhood, to get money to buy some cakes. When I reached the yard I wanted
to go somewhere, and I called to my mother to throw me down the key. She did so, and threw me down
some money too, for the errand that I was to go on. I left little Margarete on
the stairs, and there I found her again. From the yard I saw that the
second-floor window was half open. I went with her up the stairs to the second
floor to take away the ear-rings, and then to throw her out of the window. I
wanted to kill her, because I was afraid that she would betray me. She could
not talk very well, but she could point to me; and if it came out, my mother
would have beaten me. I went with her to the window, opened it wide, and set
her on the ledge. Then I heard some one coming down. I quickly put the child on
the ground and shut the window. The man went by without noticing us. Then I
opened the window and put the child on the ledge, with her feet hanging out,
and her face turned away from me. I did that because I did not want to look in
her face, and because I could push her easier. I pulled the ear-rings out.
Grete began to cry because I hurt her. When I threatened to throw her out of
the window she became quiet. I took the ear-rings and put them in my pocket.
Then I gave the child a shove, and heard her strike the lamp and then the
pavement. Then I quickly ran downstairs to go on the errand my mother had sent
me. I knew that I should kill the child. I did not reflect that little Grete’s
parents would be sorry. It did not hurt me; I was not sorry; I was not sorry
all the time I was in prison; I am not sorry now. The next day a policeman came
to us and asked if I had thrown the child out of the window. I said no, I knew
nothing about it. Then I threw away the ear-rings that I had kept hid; I was
afraid they would search my pockets and findthem. Then
there came another policeman, and I told him the truth, because he said he
would box my ears if I did not tell the truth. Then I was taken away, and had
to tell people how it happened. I was taken in a cab to the mortuary. I ate a
piece of bread they gave me with a good appetite. I saw little Grete’s body,
undressed, on a bed. I did not feel any pain and was not sorry. They put me
with four women, and I told them the story. I laughed while I was telling it
because they asked me such curious questions. I wrote to my mother from prison,
and asked her to send me some money to buy some dripping, for we had dry
bread.”

That was what little Marie Schneider told the judge, without
either hesitation or impudence, in a completely childlike manner, like a
school-girl at examination; and she seemed to find a certain satisfaction in
being able to answer long questions so nicely. Only once her eyes gleamed, and
that was when she told how in the prison they had given her dry bread to eat.
The medical officer of the prison, who had watched her carefully, declared that
he could find nothing intellectually wrong in her. She was intelligent beyond
her years, but had no sense of what she had done, and was morally an idiot. And
this was the opinion of the other medical men who were called to examine her.
The Court, bearing in mind that she was perfectly able to understand the nature
of the action she had committed, condemned Marie Schneider to imprisonment for
eight years. The question of heredity was not raised. Nothing is known of the
father except that he is dead.

Marie Schneider differs from the previous cases, not merely
by her apparent freedom from pathological elements, but by her rational motives
and her intelligence. The young French woman intended nothing very serious by
her brutal and unfeeling practical jokes. Marie Schneider was as thorough and
as relentless in the satisfaction of her personal desires as the Marquise de
Brinvilliers. But she was a child, and she would very generally be described as
an example of “moral insanity.” It is still necessary to take a further step,
although a very slight one, to reach what every one would be willing to accept
as an instinctive criminal.

Note: Reference to Hickman in article: William Edward
Hickman, 19, kidnapped 12-year-ols Marian Parker in Los Angeles and ransomed
her dismembered body to the parents. He was hanged on December 15, 1927.

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FULL TEXT: Oakland, Calif., July 6. – “The girl Hickman” is
the title police here have bestowed on Miss Erna Janoschek, 17-year old high
school girl who is being held on charges of first degree murder.

Erna, a rather pretty, intelligent young flapper, strangled
to death a year-old baby, Diana Liliencrentz, for whose parents Erna worked as
a maid and nurse. She told about it with flip unconcern.

“I strangled the baby because I felt her mother wasn’t
supporting me in managing her other child, and because I felt they were working
me too hard —

At this point the girl interrupted her explanation to laugh.

“I have to laugh when the impulse comes over me,” she said.
“When things like this happen I have to laugh.”

Which remarks help to explain why the police call her “the
girl Hickman.”

Some criminologists here see an amazing similarity between,
Erna and the young Los Angeles murderer.

Neither in looks nor psychological makeup does either one
bear, any outward sign of abnormality or degeneracy. Both were bright students
in school, apparently desiring to do creative things. – Erna’s room contained
scraps of poetry she had scribbled. Each surrendered abruptly to the impulse to
kill, and displayed no remorse or grief afterward.

Dr. and Mrs. Guy Liliencrentz, for whom Erna worked, had
gone to San Francisco, where the young doctor, a recent medical college
graduate, is a hospital interne. While they were gone Erna calmly called up the
police to tell them she had killed the baby.

“I’d rather face the police than Mrs Liliencrentz,” she
explained.

She told how she brooded, alone in the house with baby Diana
and little Francora, aged 3, over her supposed overwork. Suddenly came the
impulse to kill. She did not harm Francora; she was fond of the child. Instead
she seized the smaller child from the crib, wrapped a towel about its neck and
killed it. Then she summoned the police.

At the police station she told of having had the impulse to
kill other children who had been left in her care. Always before, she said, she
had overcome it. She insists, however, that a desire to be revenged on Mrs.
Liliencrentz was her sole motive in this crime.

FULL TEXT: Oakland, Sept. 24. – Erna Janoschek, 17-year-old
strangler of Baby Diana Liliencrantz heard her crime fixed as first degree
murder today and was sentenced to life imprisonment in San Quentin prison. The
girl, smartly dressed and apparently unconcerned, smiled when she heard the
sentence pronounced. She was tried last week to determine her sanity when she
withdrew a plea of not guilty and stood on another plea of not guilty by reason
of insanity.

“This was willful premediated murder,” said Superior Judge
Fred V.. Wood, “done after reflection, and I do not see how any judge could fix
it at second degree murder.

“Even though a jury found her sane,” he continued, “her cold
blooded composure while on the witness stand while telling details of the crime
showed she is abnormal.”

Baby Diana, year old daughter of Dr. and Mrs. Eric
Liliencrantz was strangled by the Janoschek girl June 26 because, she said, “I
wanted to get even with the baby’s mother for having been mean to me.”

FULL TEXT: San Francisco, Jan. 16. – The jazz age was too
much for sixteen-year-old Dorothy Ellingson. Sobbing in her cell today, the
girl gave further details of a remarkable confession, telling how she shot and
killed her mother.

“She scolded me.” Over and over the youngest murderess in
San Francisco history repeated her only excuse, rocking to and fro in her
despair.

Tuesday morning she had taken her brother’s revolver, killed
her mother as the latter lay in bed, packed a bag with some gay dresses and
gone off to dance and play with “boy friends.”

Having murdered the kindly grey-haired mother who
remonstrated with her for living at too fast a pace, Dorothy Ellingson sought
refuge in a mad whirl of jazz.

Erotic verse scrawled in the cold hall bedroom where she she
spent Tuesday night while the police began their search for her mother’s
slayer, should the girl had become, from a simple Minnesota county girl, a
product of environment that included public dance halls and “speak easies” in
place of a home.

Ellingson, the father, was a Swedish tailor. “I never want
to see Dorothy again,” he moans.

A brother, Earl, is equally bitter, “I hope she hangs,” he
cried today.

1936 – DE weds Robert Stafford Sr.; div.(?)/separ.(?) in 1956.
2 children from marriage.

Jan. 10, 1955 – DE arrested for larceny.

1967 – DE dies (rather than1962), according to a descendant.

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FULL TEXT (from 1955): A murderess and her 16-year-old son
stare at each other from opposite sides of Marin County Jail today—the mother
awaiting sentencing for a clothing and jewelry theft, the boy jailed on a burglary
charge.

The bitter past of Mrs. Robert Stafford caught up with her
yesterday in a fashion reminiscent of a Hollywood melodrama.

A routine Sacramento finger: print check revealed that the
46-year-old woman, arrested last month for stealing belongings worth $2,000
from her former Mill Valley employers, is also Dorothy Ellingson, convicted in
1925 of killing her mother with a pistol.

The sensational murder trial of that year made headlines for
Dorothy Ellingson, the "jazz girl” who killed because she could not attend
a party.

It was this story that young Robert Stafford Jr. heard for
the first time yesterday from his mother’s lips.

"He took it like a man,” she told reporters later.

Like many released convicts, Dorothy Ellingson ran into more
troubles after her six and one-half years in San Quentin Prison.

One year after her release she was arrested for stealing
clothing from a roommate but charges were dropped after she tried to kill
herself by inhaling gas.

She changed jobs and her name several times after that
“because they were always recognizing me.”

From 1936 to 1952 she lived as the wife of Robert Stafford
Sr., a construction worker whom she bore two children, the boy now in jail and
a girl who now is married and has a child.

After leaving Stafford she retained the name of Diane
Stafford and worked as a stenographer and domestic servant. She was performing
domestic work for Mrs. Kathryn Symonds of 7 Plymouth avenue. Mill Valley, when
she took jewelry and clothing from the home. She has pleaded guilty to grand
theft.

On Monday she appears before Judge Thomas Keating for
sentencing.

She was arrested Jan. 10 by Mill Valley police on charges
she took clothes and jewelry including three diamond rings worth $500. $400 and
$200 from the home of Symonds last November. She had quit the job there on Jan.
1 and was working in a San Anselmo home when arrested.

Her son is a ward of the MarinJuvenile Court. He has been in trouble –
first on charges of car stealing and now on suspicion of burglary.

FULL TEXT: Frances Sulinski, the 13-year-old servant girl,
arrested late Friday by Detective Francis A. Dougherty on suspicion of having
poisoned Solomon Kramer, the 14-months-old child of Mr. and Mrs. Samuel Kramer
of 580 Shefield ave., confessed today that she had deliberately murdered the
child.

She did so, she told Detective Dougherty, to get revenge on
Brandel Nusshaum, the 70-year-old nurse maid. She thought the happening would
be laid at the door of the old nurse. She also admitted that she poured lysol
into the elderly servant’s favorite teapot with the hope that the woman would
drink it.

The girl, probably the youngest of her sex ever arraigned in
the Children’s Court on a charge of destroying human life, was taken before
justice Cornelius F. Collins this afternoon in the juvenile tribunal. She faced
the Court with a few sobs but no tears.

She is tall and spare, greatly overgrown for her years. Her
eyes are blue and honest-looking. Her hair is blonde and straggly. She has none
of the marks that would indicate a degenerate type.

~ District Attorney Gets Case. ~

Justice Collins, seeing that the charge was homicide and in
the first degree, announced that he would sit as a magistrate. He remanded the
girl to the Children’s Society without bail and instructed Detective Dougherty
to take the matter to the District Attorney. The only words the girl uttered
were in answer to a question from Court as to her age.

“I will be 14 in September.” she said.

Details or the poisoning of the little v stamp the girl as a
juvenile I.u- eretia lloigia. Her murderous act s planned with devilish cunning
and perpetrated with nicety.

She went to work for the Kramers a week ago last Wednesday.
She had been slaying at her cousin’s following her departure from home. It
developed today that she left home not because she was abused, as she told
officers of the Children’s Society, but because she had been caught by her
father. John Sulinski, a Park Department employe, stealing $20.

At the Kramers she began work at $1.80 a day. After a few
days she nt to Mrs. Kramer and told her, Mrs. Kramer says, that she thought so
much of the Kramer children, there were five of them, and liked the surrounding
so much that she preferred to work for nothing.

“I asked her if she would work for board and lodging, and
she said she would,” Mrs. Kramer said today. “She immediately seemed pleased
with the proposition, and began the task.”

She attended school at No 173, and did her housework before
and after school hours.

But quarrels between her and the the two they made “I wanted
to get even with the nurse,” the girl told Detective Dougherty in her
confession. “I knew that she was charged with the care of the children. I knew
that the lysol was poison and the very day that Mr. Kramer warned me to be
careful of it the thought entered my head.

“I waited my chance. Thursday afternoon Mrs Kramer went out
into the yard to fix some clothes. A moment before she had been in the kitchen,
where the nurse and I were, and had told us she was going to the market with
some eggs. I thought she had gone. I went upstairs. The child. Solomon – oh,
yes; I loved him – was asleep.

~ Woke Baby to Give Poison. ~

“I waked him up. I took down the bottle of lysol. I said to
the little fellow. “Here! Take some cough medicine.’ Then I poured it in his
mouth.

“When he screamed I became frightened am! knew I had done
wrong. I ran out of the room. But as I ran out I met Mrs. Kramer who had heard
the child cry. She ran in and returned a moment later declaring the child had
been poisoned.

“It was my idea that it would appear that the boy got the
poison by mistake. Then the nurse would have been blamed. When I saw that this
might not work I poured some of the lysol in the teapot. You know they have a
habit in that house of making tea and letting it stand and then adding hot
water to the strong tea.”

The confession was made today at the Children’s Society,
where she had completely fooled officials since her entry. The evidence of the
teapot broke down her story. Detective Dougherty interviewed her and she
repeated the old story tending to show the probability of an accident.

“How about this. Why did you put the stug in the teapot.
Smell it!” said Dougherty, pushing the pot under her nose.

Then she broke down and confessed.

There are four other Kramer children, Sam, 7; Louis, 6;
Isidor, 5, and Rebecca, 4. Their father is a neckwear presser. They live in an
old farmhouse and they have a small income additional to his wage through a flock of 90 chickens they keep.

~ “Always a Good Girl” Father Says. ~

John Sulinski, father of the girl, was in court. He said:

“I cannot understand it.” The girl was always a good girl.
She loved her three brothers and was verv good to Peter, four years old. my
baby.”

“Did she leave you because you beat her”“ he was asked.

“I did beat her when she stole. When it was stolen I accused
her. She admitted it. I punished her and she ran away I had been looking for
her when I learned of her arrest “

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Mary Jo Bane became Commissioner of the New York State Department of Social Services prior to her appointment with the Clinton administration.In 1993, President Clinton appointed her Assistant secretary of Health and Human Services (HSS) for Families and Children.

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FULL TEXT: Wellsley, Mass. (AP) - Once upon a time, the American family was a vibrant collage of love, care and nurturing. Then technology hit. Families moved more often, losing touch with relatives and friends. More mothers joined the labor force. More marriages dissolved, single parents became more common. And juvenile crime increased.

The American family was dying, many of the experts declared.

Many, but not Mary Jo Bane. To her, the notion of the family falling apart was fairy tale.

Dr. Bane, 34, an assistant professor of education at Wellsley College and associate director of the school’s Center for Research on Women, concluded after careful statistical analysis the family was far from dead - surviving and, in fact, healthy. She stated her case in a book, “Here to Stay: American Families in the Twentieth Century.” Dr Bane, after consideration, took issue with a number of widely held beliefs, like the notion Americans in the past drew strength from the extended family – two or more generations living happily and productively under one roof.

~ Contentions Disputed ~

In the 18th and 19th Centuries, she said, only six per cent of the country's households contained more than one generation. In 1970 about 7.5 per cent of America's families included relatives other than parents and children in the same home. She opposed, too, the suggestion that a declining birth rate indicates disintegration of the family.

“Some people aren’t going to have any children,” she said. “Some put it off. Some aren't having as many I don't really see any widespread childlessness. People are having their

first child later.”

“Yes. we're just coming out of a period of low birth rate, she said. "But we're comparing it to the so-called baby boom of the previous period.”

“Baby boom babies were contraceptive mistakes, when people have the first baby later, they're more effective users of birth control, because they used it so well before having the Dr Bane was interviewed recently in her office on the Wellsley campus. There, in the renovated country estate that is home for the Center for Research on Women, she discussed her findings and offered more support for her conclusion that today's family is a healthy one.

“Families are among our most conservative institutions,” she said. “But when people begin talking about the Family, that’s obviously changing.”

~ People Still Have Children ~

“I tried to separate out and think more specifically about family relationships in my work,” she said. “I looked at the data that illuminated bonds between people. People are continuing to have children and keep children with them after a disruption.”

Years ago, she said, mothers probably did not spend as much time with their children as today's working mother. In the past, she reasoned, women had more work to do around the house with more children and fewer time-saving devices. Working mothers today, Dr. Bane said, often are criticized as bad parents because they are not home with their children. Working fathers, on the other hand, aren't subject to the same rebuke.

“What happens to children depends not only on what happens in the homes, but what happens in the outside world,” she said. "We really don't know how to raise children. If we want to talk about equality of opportunity for children, then the fact that children are raised in families means there's no equality.

~ Working Mothers Not Harmful ~

“It’s a dilemma. In order to raise children with equality, we must take them away from families and communally raise them.”

“There is no evidence.” Dr. Bane said, “that having a working mother per se has harmful effects on children.” Citing studies in Syracuse and Boston in 1968 and 1973, she said there is evidence many working mothers set aside time exclusively for their children.

“They probably read more to their children and spend more time in planned activities with them than nonworking mothers,” she said.

Those who contend the family is breaking apart also maintain increased mobility has caused fragmentation and isolation. Government statistics, she said in rejecting that notion, show about 20 per cent of the population moved each year in the 1970s. Only four per cent moved to other states. And most of those who moved, she said, were the young and the unmarried.

~ Less Mobility in the 1970s ~

In 1974, she said, 60.7 per cent of the population between 35 to 44 lived in the same house as in 1970. Studies of 18th and 19th century households showed a higher rate of mobility, she said.

“For example, only 32 per cent of the population of Philadelphia remained in the city from 1850 to 1860; 44 per cent of the 1880 population of Omaha were still there in 1890,” Dr. Bane said.

“If mobility is destroying community and social life in America,” she concluded,“it has been doing so for a long time.”

As for divorce, Dr. Bane said she sees it as a “safety valve” for families. “It makes for better family life,” she said.

“There's no merit in holding families together just for the sake of it. For this reason, divorce improves the quality of marriages.”

And most divorced people remarry, she said. “In general, the remarriage rate has kept pace with the divorce rate, suggesting that it is not marriage itself but the specific marital partner that is rejected.”

The progressive philosophy of a utopian international totalitarian state is the orthodox position of the Department of Education in the United States, and indeed the very reason the department was created was for its promulgation. Widespread family dissolution coupled with centralized institutional control over education makes it possible for children to be indoctrinated from an early age with collectivist ideals and to be conditioned to have compliant behavioral traits rendering them submissive to authority and responsive to peer pressure.

“Every child in America entering school at the age of five is mentally ill because he comes to school with certain allegiances to our founding fathers, toward our elected officials, toward his parents, toward a belief in a supernatural being, and toward the sovereignty of this nation as a separate entity. It is up to you as teachers to make all ofthese sick children well -- by creating the international child of the future.”

(addressing the Association for Childhood Education International in April, 1972, Denver, Colorado)

***

Professor Pierce served as president of the American Board of Psychiatry and Neurology, president of the American Orthopsychiatric Association and was a founding chairman of the Black Psychiatrists of America.

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

FULL TEXT: It is learned that Eustie Trevis, the young girl
who shot and killed the McDermot [sic] girl at Deadwood last Sunday night in a
quarrel over the affections of a gambler, is the daughter of a well-known and
wealthy Bohemian farmer living in Saline county. Her name is Mary Yusta. Three
years ago she lived with her parents on a farm about half way between Wilber
and Crete and was looked upon as a good and pretty girl. But her character
belied her looks, for she left home under circumstances which were, to say the
least, painful to her doting parents. She was brought to Lincoln by a young man
well known in this city and maintained for a time. The young man finally became
tired of her and cast her off. Naturally she drifted farther along in a life of
shame and finally became an inmate of Lydia Stewart’s place. Afterwards she
went to Georgia Wade's place, and in both houses she was a general favorite.
Leaving Lincoln for a time she went to the Hills, and after a while returned.
She returned to Deadwood some time since. She went by the name of Birdie Bailey
here.

FULL TEXT: Deadwood, S. D., March 7. – Mary Yusta, who
murdered Maggie McDermott [sic] December 17 while in a jealous rage was found guilty
of manslaughter in the second degree. The maximum penalty is four years’
imprisonment. The prisoner is 17 years of age and the daughter of a farmer near
Lincoln, Neb.

They were charged with murdering
Pauline’s mother, Honora Mary Parker, in a Christchurch park on June 22 a few
minutes after having afternoon tea with her in the park kiosk.

~ Committed ~

They were committed for trial by the
Supreme Court after a day-long hearing. A man who said he had lived for 23
years with the dead woman told the court their daughter had formed an intense
friendship for the other girl, who, with her father, was to have sailed for
England a few weeks after the alleged murder.

Detective MacDonald Brown told the
court that after Pauline Parker was arrested at Dr. Hulme’s residence, he went
to the Parker residence and took possession of a diary in her bedroom.

Detective Brown read extracts from a
diary entry dated 13/2/1954: — “Why could not mother die? Dozens, thousands of
people are dying, why could not mother and father, too.”

Entry dated 28/6, read: — “Anger
against mother boiling inside me, as she is the main obstacle in my path.”

Entry dated 30/4 read:— I did not
tell Deborah my plans for removing mother. The last fate I should wish to meet
is years in Borstal — I wish to make it appear accidental.”

Entry dated 19/6 referred to a plan
“to murder mother” and added, “naturally we are a trifle nervous, but elation
is great.”

Entry 20/6 was: — “Afterward we
discussed our plans for murdering mother and made them clear, but peculiarly
enough I have no qualms of conscience — or is it peculiar.”

The last entry, dated 21/6 was: —
“Deborah rang and we discussed a brick in a stocking, instead of a sandbag.
Mother has fallen in with the plans beautifully. Feel quite keyed up.”

Entry 22/6 (date of alleged murder)
was: — “I felt very excited last night and sort of nightbeforeChristmassy, but
I did not have pleasant dreams.”

~ “Happy Event” ~

Detective Brown said the diary of
that day was headed “The happy event.” In earlier evidence, Mrs. Hilda Hulme
said her daughter was known to Pauline as “Deborah” and Pauline became “Gina.”
Police gave evidence that Juliet Hulme made two statements when inter viewed
after the death of Mrs. Parker. In the first statement Juliet detailed events
lead ing to the visit to the park. “Pauline and I had been writing novels for
some time,” Juliet said.

“In our plots we often discussed
murders and might well have done so at Pauline”s place before we left home.”

~ “Suitable Place” ~

In her second statement Juliet Hulme
said she had wanted Pauline to go to South Africa with her. They both decided
to go with Mrs. Parker to the park as it would be a suitable place to discuss
the matter and “have it out.” She gave a brick to Pauline, who put it in a
stocking.

Juliet said that in the park she had
been walking ahead, expecting Mrs. Parker to be attacked. According to her
state ment she saw Pauline hit Mrs. Parker with the brick in the stocking. “I
took the stocking and hit her too — I was terrified,” she said in the
statement. “After the first blow I knew it would be necessary for us to kill
her.

~ “Could Not Stop” ~

Senior Detective Mac Donald Brown
said Pauline Parker in a statement, had said that she hit her mother with a
half -brick inside the foot of a stocking. “I took them with me for that
purpose,” the girl said. “As soon as I had started to strike my mother, I
regretted it, but I could not stop then.”

Herbert Reiper, company manager told
the court that he had lived with the dead woman for 23 years. She had been
known as Mrs. Reiper. Three children had been born to them. The accused,
Pauline, was the second child. She became intensely friendly with Juliet Hulme
at Christchurch Girls’ High School. He had discussed with Juliet’s father. Dr.
Hulme, the girls’ intense affection for each other, and as a result Pauline
had been taken to a doctor by her mother.

~ Girls’ “Plan” ~

Mrs. Hilda Marion Hulme said her
daughter Juliet and Pauline had planned to go to America together to have their
books published. When the girls’ plan was discovered, it was decided to take
Juliet to South Africa. Dr. Colin Thomas Busby Pearson, pathologist, said he
had examined the body of Mrs. Parker and found 45 injuries, some minor, but many serious.

Showing no sign of emotion, both
girls left the dock smiling and chatting. Neither was asked to make a plea.

FULL TEXT: Wheaton, Minn., June 21. – A tiny girl, wearing
dresses that barely touch her shoetops, in appearance a bashful child,
Antoinette Seidensticker, the 14-year-old daughter of Fred Seidensticker, a
farmer, yesterday afternoon unflinchingly heard the news that she had been
indicted for murder in the first degree for slaying her 19-year-old lover,
Herman Shipp, on May 25.

Not a word did she utter, not a change occurred in her
expression, when she realized that she had been branded a murderess. She calmly
returned o her cell to await her trial, which may begin at the next term of
court, June 27.

The crime for which she stands indicted was One of the most
shocking in the history of the county. Driving to this city, borrowing a
revolver, going to he farm where her lover worked, getting him into her buggy
and then shooting him thru the heart, the girl endeavored to end her own life,
but failed.

For nerve the murder and attempted suicide stand
unparalleled in the county and the tender age of the child criminal makes it
more remarkable. Only girlish jealousy, aroused because the youth had
accompanied another girl to a dance, can explain the act.

[“Wee Girl Will Be Tried For Murder - Antoinette
Seidensticker Is Indicted at Wheaton for the Shooting of Young Shipp.” The
Evening Statesman (Walla Walla, Wa.), Jun. 27, 1905, p. 5]

Apr. 21, 1905 – women fighting are arrested in their home by
8 laborers.

May 20, 1905 – escaped; 2 jailers murdered.

***

FULL TEXT (Article 1 of 2): Moscow, May 21. – A dreadful story of crime that
eclipses the iniquities of the notorious Mrs. Dyer – horrors the imagination of
an Allan Poe or De Sade never surpassed – comes from the village of Dubovo
[Ukraine], on the Don.

Six months ago two women of gigantic stature took a
furnished house on the main street, and ever since their movements have been
exceedingly mysterious. They were seldom seen in the daytime, but occasionally a
belated wayfarer met them striding along the country roads at night.

On Christmas day the little 4-year-old daughter of the
village blacksmith, a man named Petrokoff, disappeared while carrying her
father’s midday meal to the forge. The child was a general favorite, and the
whole village turned out and scoured the country, but in vain. Five days later
the baby daughter of the starpsta, or innkeeper, vanished from her home during
the momentary absence of her mother. Nothing more was heard of the infant, and
again there was no clew to the mystery.

~ “Dubovo Damned” ~

During the month of March five more children vanished
unaccountably. The terrifying news spread, and the village was shunned by the
peasants of the surrounding country, and called “Dubovo the Damned.”

Recently the horrible mystery was explained. Screams were
heard to issue from the home of the two women. Suddenly the door flew open and
the viragos, locked in each other’s arms, bleeding and disheveled, struggled
out into the road. They fought desperately, and both appeared to be the worse
for vodka. Eight strong laborers carried them clawing and screaming like furies
to the village police station.

A caretaker was thereupon sent to their house in, the main
street. A few minutes later she was seen running down the road, gibbering in a
paroxysm of fear.

A crowd of villagers thronged, into the mysterious house. In
the cellar they discovered a long table, furnished with clamps and straps.
Surgical knives protruded a cabinet on the wall, and rows of bottles filled the
shelves, which entirely covered one end of the room. Further search revealed
the body of a baby girl who had disappeared eight days before.

~ Child Life Cheap in Comparison ~

The two fiends in female form admitted at the police station
that they had come to the village purposely to prosecute scientific research.
They belonged to a secret society which had for its main object the discovery
of the elixir of life. According to their theory, child life was cheap in
comparison with the importance of their investigations.

A village council was called, and was decided to lynch the
disciples of human vivisection at noon today [May 21, 1905]. The women were stripped and
fastened by strong chains to an iron bar in the wall of their cell. At daybreak
this morning it was found that they escaped in the clothes of their jailers,
both of whom, though powerful peasants, had had their heads battered in and
their throats cut and were dead. The police are searching Russia [Ukraine] for
these revolting criminals.

[“Children Slain For Life Elixir - Terrible Crimes Committed
In Russian Village - Act Of Mysterious Women - Perpetrators Sentenced to Be
Lynched Kill Two Powerful Jailers and Make Their Escape,” Los Angeles Herald
(Ca.), May 22, 1905, p. 1]

***

FULL TEXT (Article 2 of 2): Throughout the middle ages there
were current tales of men who caught ana sacrificed babies in their unholy
pursuit of knowledge. Recently stories or a somewhat similar kind have been
revived in China as part of the crusade against Americans. Here is a yarn of
the same character from Russia: “Two women of gigantic stature took a furnished
house in the principal street of the village of Dubovo. They seldom went out in
the daytime, but were often seen in town and out on the country roads at night.
On last Christmas day the four-year-old daughter of a blacksmith mysteriously
disappeared while carrying his midday meal to her father’s forge. The whole
place and the surrounding country were scoured in vain, for no trace of the
little one was found. Five days later the baby daughter of an inn keeper
vanished. On February 4 the twin children of a widow went to slide on a pond,
but failed to return. Search resulted in the discovery of a large hole in the
ice, but the bodies of the children could not be found. During the month of
March five more children unaccountably vanished.

“On April 21 the solution of the terrible mystery came.
Screams were heard in the home of the two women. Suddenly the door flew open
and they appeared locked in each others arms, bleeding and disheveled. They
were fighting desperately, but eight strong laborers carried them, clawing and
screaming like furies, to the police station. A caretaker was sent to their
house, but a few minutes later she was seen leaving the house in a paroxysm of
fear. The place was soon thronged with a crowd of curious people. They
discovered in the cellar a long table furnished with clamps and straps. A
cabinet on the wall contained surgical knives, while one end of the room was
covered with shelves filled with bottles. Further search revealed the body of a
baby girl who had disappeared eight days before. Upon examination the two
prisoners stated that they had come to the place to prosecute scientific
research. They belonged to a secret society which had for its main object the
discovery of the elixir of life. They considered child-life cheap in comparison
with the importance of their discoveries. The women were then fastened by
strong chains to an iron bar In the wall of their cell. The next morning it was
discovered that they had escaped during the night in the clothes of their
jailers, both of whom were found dead with their heads battered in and their
throats cut. The women are still at large.”

[“Seeking ‘Elixir of Life’ – Terrible Story That Comes From
Russia Reads Like a Tale of the Middle Ages – Lives of Young Children
Sacrificed,” The Index (Hermitage, Mo.), Sep. 7, 1905, p. 2]